How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 110

 

“Hwuuu…”

 

The distant sound of someone sobbing echoed familiarly.

 

Was a banshee crying again?

 

The voices that sounded were quite a bit different from one, though.

 

“Hwuuuuu…”

 

“You can stop.”

 

Oh, was it just a dream?

 

A dark room slowly became clearer. I’d seen this room before.

 

As the darkness surrounding me gradually ebbed away, I saw a woman crying, standing in front of a balcony and rubbing the heel of her palm against her chest. A man was moving closer to her.

 

I couldn’t see their faces, but a strange sense of familiarity washed over me. The thought of having met this couple somewhere else passed me by.

 

Oh, that’s right. I had had a dream like this once before.

 

Yes, in another place, at another time, that woman had been smiling wickedly, and that man…

 

“Isn’t it time you stopped with the bad acting?”

 

The woman quit her wailing. “What if I don’t want to?”

 

“Ah, you’re really driving me crazy.”

 

“As expected, it doesn’t work on you,” I couldn’t see it, but I could feel the woman sneering. “You’re so annoying, you know that, right?”

 

The sadness ailing her vanished in an instant, something menacing gracing her features instead. I still couldn’t see what she looked like, but I felt the aggression dripping from her echoing and settling in my bones.

 

The man looming over her seemed to be very angry. “You turned the court banquet into a damn circus show. Have you no shame?”

 

“That girl was asking for it. What did you want me to do?”

 

“Did you fight with her just cause she asked you a question? Why don’t you pick a fight with the entire world then?”

 

“You weren’t even there, so what do you know? Right, it must’ve been your little sister that told you. Of course, she must have chosen her side again. She always does.”

 

The woman gave a bitter laugh, the air turning sullen.

 

“Watch your mouth.”

 

“Oh, don’t deny it, you know it’s true. And what if I don’t watch my mouth? Will you hit me? Don’t even joke around, because we both know you won’t.”

 

I was starting to worry a little for the woman.

 

She was deliberately targeting her opponent’s weak spots, his rage already reaching its breaking point. The harsh breaths he took was the only sound that could be heard in this dark and empty room.

 

“You’re such a bad f**king girl.”

 

“And you’re so handsome,” she swooned, ridicule but also honesty honeying her sweet voice.

 

“Consider it an honor then, if you’re willing to admit it.”

 

“Hah! An honor? You?”

 

“Anything you’re dissatisfied with? Tell me, since I’m your so-called husband.”

 

“I’m dissatisfied with your existence itself.”

 

dissatisfied with your existence, you wicked

 

The mood was strange.

 

fighting, but they couldn’t

 

taking swings at each other before that. Instead, it was the distance between them that was dwindling, something I couldn’t quite put my

 

were almost chest

 

must be my appearance you’re at least not dissatisfied

 

are a hell of a lot more attractive

 

then? Hurry up and go back

 

“You’re a damn j*rk.”

 

each other, right?” The man came closer, as if there was still space left

 

participate in

 

“Hell no!”

 

“Then I won’t either!”

 

her fingers through the man’s hair and dug her nails into the back of his neck, pulling him

 

her size,

 

and why I was here, as I took in the scene of the

 

filled the dark chamber. The only source of light came from the moon raining

 

macabre. Sad and hopeless and wretched all at the

 

eyes

 

in this dream, after all. Someone from the outside

 

that woman smiled at me—a meaningless, sad

 

chest broke and smashed into pieces. The face I hadn’t been able

 

The woman was me.

 

Borgia, that’s

 

Then, that man is…

 

to make sense of it, but it was as if someone had turned me to stone. I couldn’t move. I

 

and the room plunged into darkness. The man and the woman vanished and I

 

***

 

into my eyes had me twitching, trying

 

in my head. I tried to lift my hand, but it dropped down to the bed I was lying on like a ton

 

I? Who got me

 

the broken fragments of my memories as I slowly woke up, I turned my eyes to my right, the feeling of someone else’s arm underneath me jostling

 

I wanted to cry.

 

him safe and lying next to me, looking like he hadn’t

 

him in, my eyes leaving no part

 

He looked miserable, though.

 

run my fingers through his bangs, the movement taking everything out of me, but my want was greater than anything

 

His voice was low and hoarse, almost a whisper in the soft breeze. “Why didn’t you

 

really thinking of anything. It felt like it didn’t

 

done in my previous life and everything I had done in this life, all of it flashed before my eyes, like a movie stuck on repeat in

 

in my own body thinking about it

 

like him, the voice I answered him with was low and hoarse

 

“What…?”

 

for a long time. I’ve never really been me. All I was, was an illusion. Once it broke, everyone changed. It’s always

 

very well, something that had revealed itself to me time and

 

my brother had had enough of

 

always been like

 

“Always.”

 

muscle twitched in his jaw and his lips curled into a mean snarl. I knew it wasn’t me he was directing it at. “Were all the people around you

 

a situation where I’m hated

 

at first until I pressed hard on the bone of his

 

such a silly joke, Izek still kept on gazing

 

was free, he could embrace me fully, enveloping me in his warmth,

 

instead, putting my own arm around his wide torso and burying my

 

my

 

dream, but I didn’t remember

 

look at me like that. Because it’s not

 

arrogant man,

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